My Worship And Suffering Poem by Naveed Akram

This is my worship and that is yours,
So complete the living and dying, like an actor.
It is like an actor that you learn your sighing,
It is complex, it is virtuous and wiser.

This is my worshipping and my prayer,
The sole exercise is begging for more joy,
Words can cascade with fury and anger,
So strong is the torrent due to successful death.

This is my joke of eternal suffering, my life
Opens the gates of the one who learns well,
I have taught their minds with a concept,
And this hospital is the hospital of prayer.